86_86324 If there was a third person who could record this moment with a camera, it would be a very interesting image. The short-haired woman stood on the roof of the car with a fruit knife in her hand, the breeze blowing her hair, making her eyes hide in her hair. Sloppy, I leaned against the iron fence of the barrier, my face full of astonishment, and I still grabbed the iron fence with one hand and forgot to put it down. The highway was jammed with all kinds of cars, and the knife in the woman's hand glowed white in the faint sunlight, as if she was about to end a love affair.

In fact, the two didn't know each other at all.

"I've been walking behind you," she finally answered me after a moment of silence, then leaned down and rubbed her right knee, "all the way to here." ”

I saw a crack in the windshield under her feet, and I must have slid on the windshield.

I made a surprised gesture at her, full of surprise and doubt. I quickly recalled all the fragments of the past few days, starting from the time I walked out of the school, except for the rancid smell wafting from various buildings, except for the dead people on the streets and highways, the living things I saw were nothing more than a few cats and dogs, and birds flying in the sky. And this good-looking girl in front of me, this living person standing on the roof of the car, actually said that she had been following me for a week. It's not funny at all.

I looked at her suspiciously, not quite willing to believe what she said. She pursed her lips and smiled, sat down directly on the roof of the car, rubbed her knees and said without raising her head: "You walked too quickly, and never noticed that I was following you behind." ”

"From the moment I walked out of school with you, you went to the supermarket to look for something, and I waited for you to finish looking for something before going in. You sleep in the car at night, and I sleep in the car behind you. I slept all night at the hotel desk last night, and when I woke up and found that you had gone far away, I ran down the same road you had yesterday and accidentally bumped this thing off. She continued, patting the roof of the car.

"You mean, you were in the same college with me and walked out with me?" I asked.

She looked up at me, then nodded.

Looking at her expression, it doesn't look like a joke. Maybe she's really been following me all the time, it's not impossible, after all, I'm not bored enough to turn back when I'm walking. After reflecting on his anti-reconnaissance ability in his heart, he felt that this girl was a little neurotic, why did she follow me so far? Did you have a crush on me before? After a while, I asked her, "Why did you follow me so far?" ”

"The dorm room is dead, and I'm the only one left. Just when I was on the verge of being bored to the point of going crazy, I happened to see you limping out of school with a bag on your back, and I thought it was funny, so I followed. The girl replied.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "I thought I would never see a living person again, and I didn't think that there would be one behind me." Then I went on to ask her, "Do you think it's fun to be alone?" Can't you just take a few more steps and come up and talk to me? ”

"What if you're a bad person." She replied avoiding my questions.

Hearing this, I reluctantly turned my head, and said that you followed me for a week, but I still think I am a bad person, it seems that this girl is not secretly in love with me, but neurotic.

"You've been following me for six or seven days, and you still haven't seen that I'm a good guy or a bad guy?" I stretched out my hand and asked her rhetorically.

She shook her head and said, "I don't see it." ”

The fruit knife never let go of her left hand, and I smiled bitterly, too lazy to continue with her. I finally saw a living person, and my wish to talk to a living person came true, but apparently the other person didn't trust me very much.

"Okay, I still have a long way to go, so you better not come with me." I said, and then pointed behind me, "Follow this road, all the way to the city, maybe there will be someone there, good luck." With that, I turned around and left.

I turned away in a gesture that I thought was handsome, and I had a plan in mind. The best way to make a person feel like you won't hurt him is to deliberately distance herself from her.

This is the same as haggling in the shop, you make a price, the shopkeeper may not be satisfied, the best way at this time is to pretend to leave, there is an 80% chance that the shopkeeper will pull you back, and then make a deal with your price. In the current situation, I know that this girl is no better than me.

People are social animals, and they have the instinct to find companions, and for a girl, loneliness and loneliness seem even more terrifying, and in this world full of dead people. The girl on the roof of the car has been with me for so long, and her only concern is that she is afraid that I will hurt her, so I don't have to take the initiative to ask her to go together. If I leave now, she will feel that I have no intention of approaching her, let alone hurting her.

Now, I am the buyer, she is the shopkeeper, and the bet is not on the price, but on the most instinctive fear of loneliness.

I quickly climbed over the iron fence and returned to the road where there was no traffic. I caught a glimpse of the girl not making any movements, still sitting on the roof of the car. She certainly didn't expect me to have such a cold attitude, and I was overjoyed, and then took a step forward. Walking more than ten meters away, there was still no sound behind him.

In fact, I'm not very confident in my plan, girls like to shop everywhere, will she see through this trick at a glance? And, in the example I just gave, there will be 20% of the time when the shopkeeper will let you go because the price you paid is not enough to pay you back.

Maybe I shouldn't be cool and leave her alone, or maybe I should take the time to gain her trust and go with her? She has been walking behind me for so long, will she have long become accustomed to living alone? Along the way, all kinds of thoughts kept coming to my mind, and several times I almost turned back to look for her.

But it's clear that I'm overthinking. About five or six minutes after I left, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and grinned, I won. She climbed over the iron fence and was limping towards me. I squinted at her, and sure enough, my cold behavior had succeeded in winning her trust. For a week, she must still have some feelings for my back.

When she stood in front of me, my eyes squinted. She bent over and rubbed her knees and gasped, but the fruit knife was still in her hand. I frowned at her, and said to myself, could it be difficult to catch up and make up for me? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but take a step back. A few seconds later, she noticed the change on my face, quickly threw out the fruit knife, squeezed out a smile on her face, stretched out her right hand and said to me, "My name is Duan Ke, what about you?" ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, took her hand and tried to suppress the joy in my heart, and said to her, "Lou Li." ”

"You're going to come with me?" I let go of my hand and continued to ask her, a nonchalant expression on my face. Duan Ke nodded, as if he was going to elope with me. I picked up the fruit knife she threw on the ground, handed it to her, and said solemnly, "Then let's go." ”

Having a companion on the road makes me feel much less bored, not to mention that it was a girl who was walking with me, and I almost instantly felt that walking was also a very pleasant thing. Duan Ke's knee injury was not too light, and when he lifted his trouser leg, he saw that his knee was bruised. I helped her all the way, chatting with each other.

Looking at the watch, it was almost noon, and we had to stop for lunch. I shared the food in my backpack with Duan Ke, and it was my first lunch with the girl in front of me.

Duan Ke chewed on the bread and asked me where I wanted to go after so many days. I pointed to the street sign that happened to appear above my head and said, "Go to the city, you see, there are still 15 kilometers left." ”

"Where are you going?" Duan Ke wondered.

"Go home, if there's anyone there." I say.

After listening to Duan Ke, he waved his hand at me, swallowed the bread in his mouth, and said to me lightly: "Then you don't have to go, there will definitely be no one there." ”

I didn't quite understand what she meant, and threw her an expression that would make it difficult for you to make it clear.

I saw her pause, and said slowly: "It seems that you haven't seen the power of this thing, you think things are too simple." ”。